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The thing about friends

There is an infinite number of memories that friends can share. Some of those things may be remembered differently, based on individual perspectives, but most times the memories can transport people back through time to partake in a journey of laughter and recollection.

Yesterday I got to spend a few hours with an old friend who I have had the good fortune of reconnecting with and we have become great friends over the last two years. We may not see each other often but, when we do, we have no trouble picking up the conversation where it left off the last time we talked.

I have several very close friends with whom I share the same special relationship. Time and distance may separate us but the closeness we share is evident when we finally occupy the same physical space or talk on the phone. Conversation flows like no time has passed and the laughter shared is just as genuine every time.

Friends like that don’t come along often. To be able to be apart for long periods of time and just pick up where you left off is a gift. Some of these friends are in different provinces and various time zones but we don’t let that distance or time negate the closeness of our relationship.

I have lost several people in my life who were a big part of my heart and when you suffer that kind of loss you learn to truly value everyone who can help to fill that space. You learn to be grateful for every single moment you have with the people you call friends. And you learn that being apart only makes you appreciate those friends that much more when you are together.

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I have a very few close friends. My other half has one… thats it, one friend whom she last saw about a year ago. This is like a silent issue in our household… for me it is anyway, I want to get to meet new people, go for drinks have a laugh etc and she has zero interest in meeting new people. I forsee a very lonley old age coming